Dreams by Fallen Angel

Apr 13

Dreams

Dreams are like icicles,
they melt to the flame,
summer-heat popsicles.

With our family names,
We aim to avoid blame
the heated glaring shame.

#society #rhyme #family #dreams #hope #pain

Written by

Fallen Angel 45/M/Singapore

(45/M/Singapore)

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